Tired for all-time bleeding
Searching for a greater feeding
Every color fades
If I let them to
I know, I know

But it's never easy
The feeling inside
Has the greatest power of all

Sometimes I see glimpses of light
Sometimes I am hopefully bright
Sometimes there's nothing in sight

Constant changes of mood
Make it feel like eternal doom
And I wonder, And I wonder
If too much happened too soon

How much can one man take?
How much can one man fake?